Chapter 11: Little Flowers on the Window

Hearing Wang Jia say this, Deng Guihua suddenly felt a sigh in her heart.

The two glanced at each other, and at this moment, Deng Guihua's mobile phone rang again.

She looked at her mobile phone fixedly, panting heavily, and in the distance, Deng Guihua saw that the screen was still flashing with a string of numbers she didn't recognize.

Her expression grew more and more frightened.

Because, she clearly remembered that after Su Quan left, she turned her mobile phone into airplane mode.

Normally, a mobile phone that is dialed into airplane mode cannot answer the call.

So, how did you get this number now?

Wang Jia saw Deng Guihua's phone ringing all the time, but Deng Guihua next to her seemed unmoved.

So she was about to step forward.

Deng Guihua beside her stopped her, only to see Deng Guihua waving her hand at Wang Jia: "No, there is a problem here, this point cannot be answered, it is not a human ...... who called."

Hearing this, Wang Jia was trembling.

She stopped, shrunk back, and looked down at the ringing phone.

Just when the two were confronting the phone, suddenly, Deng Guihua's phone was suddenly connected in an instant.

At the same time as it was connected, the phone was also pressed on the speakerphone.

A cacophony of voices came from the other end of the phone, boom...... It's like the intermittent sound of the signal, and it makes people feel uncomfortable when they hear it.

After a while, it was quieter.

Then, a man's voice came faintly from the other end of the phone, but the words inside sounded so terrifying:

"If you don't know, you can't ...... unless you do"

Wang Jia and Deng Guihua heard it at once.

The person who made this voice was none other than Lao Lu, who was lying downstairs and had died, who was holding a memorial service.

Lao Lu's voice sometimes seemed to be crying, and sometimes it seemed to be laughing.

The two girls leaned together, listening to the sound that surrounded the room.

They tried to pull the door again, but it still wouldn't open.

And the voice in the room was louder than it had just been.

Wang Jia screamed.

She stood by the door, patting me hard, shouting Su Quan's name, trying for him to hear and rush over to open the door for them, but no matter how hard she patted me, there was still no response from anyone outside.

The voice on the phone is getting louder and louder.

Lao Lu was inside, calling Deng Guihua's name for a while, and Wang Jia for a while, and always repeating those two sentences:

"If no one knows, they can't do it unless they do!"

Just as the two girls were about to collapse, suddenly, there was a loud noise, and the surroundings immediately fell into darkness.

Wang Jia beside him was going crazy.

She banged on the door like crazy.

While screaming in his mouth, he shouted: "Let me out, get out!" Lu Wanneng you bastard, you lied to me alive, and you won't let me go when you die! ”

Deng Guihua also banged on the door with her.

The voice of the dead Lao Lu still echoed in the room.

scared the two girls, and they couldn't give up.

Just kept knocking on the door, and the two girls were tired.

They leaned against each other, their backs to the door. And at this moment, there was another terrifying scene, Deng Guihua saw that in the dark room, the black figure just now appeared again.

The moonlight that came in slightly through the window, although it was not very bright.

But the figure of the tall man was particularly obvious.

The tall man, still in the posture just now, slowly moved his steps, and walked in the direction of the two girls little by little.

Wang Jia was trembling all over.

She asked Deng Guihua: "What is this, what is he, and where did this come from?" ”

Deng Guihua shook her head vigorously.

The two sat on the ground, holding hands, with their backs to the door.

Just looked up like this, looking at the master who moved a little bit.

When the tall man was a meter away from them, the man suddenly stopped moving. It just stood still, as if looking down at the two girls.

Wang Jia and Deng Guihua are still shrunk together.

They were tired of crying.

Gradually, both girls became sleepy.

The masters in front of them gradually blurred in their eyes.

After a while, both girls fell asleep one after another.

The first to wake up the next day was Wang Jia.

She saw a ray of sunlight shining in from the south-facing glass window, and a gray kaftan hung from the hanger standing in front of them.

Wang Jia stretched out her hand and was about to touch the dress gently.

Suddenly, a gust of wind came out of nowhere, blowing the garment into the air.

Wang Jia followed the clothes and walked forward, only to see the clothes, all the way forward.

She jumped on Simmons, and the gray dress continued to float forward.

Wang Jia jumped off Simmons again.

The south-facing windows opened automatically, and a stronger wind blew in from the outside. Wang Jia's clothes and hair were blown high by the wind.

At this moment, she followed the devil and jumped directly onto the windowsill.

Outside, the sky was completely bright.

There are already some people who have fallen and come and gone.

At this point in time, most of the people are in a hurry.

No one noticed that somewhere on the top floor of the community, a woman was standing on it with a wooden smile on her face......

It's getting brighter.

The morning glow on the horizon was imprinted on Deng Guihua's face.

She took a deep breath and immediately smelled a very special fragrance, which was a floral fragrance, refreshing, completely different from the floral fragrance she usually smelled.

Wang Jia looked around.

Sure enough, on the edge of the bed, she saw a small green plant emerging from the skin of the wall.

The fragrance is the yellow digestion in the middle.

Wang Jia walked closer to the flower and plant.

Her hand was just right to touch it.

Under the breeze and sunshine, the flowers seemed to be nodding and smiling at Wang Jia.

Just as she was about to pluck the flower, suddenly, a black thing immediately burst out from under the flower!

Wang Jia was taken aback.

That's another bat!

I only heard it scream, and rushed over to Deng Guihua.

Wang Jia flashed and almost fell off the windowsill, but fortunately, she grabbed the edge of the window and barely fixed her body.

Looking at the six-story downstairs, large beads of sweat rolled out of Wang Jia's forehead.

Looking up, his black bat circled around the window, sometimes very close to him, sometimes flying far away.

Wang Jia turned around, and she looked at the little flower again.

The fragrance came to her nose again, and she couldn't help but stretch out her hand to the flowers again......